Poetry In Every Emotion

26.

Do you even care, to know my favourite colours?

Do you even care, to know that I don't like flowers.

Do you even care to find out what I've been reading?

Do you even care, to know where I've been hiding.

Do you even care to notice what I'm wearing?

Do you even care, to notice my smile fading.

Do you even care to see me when I fly?

Do you even care to know what makes me cry.

Do you even care enough to hear me singing?

Do you even care enough, to know when my heart is breaking.

Do you even care to know 'bout the dreams that I've been dreaming?

Do you even care to know 'bout my hope slowly fading.

Do you even care to find out who I truly am?

Or do you just refuse to understand

That I'll never be who you want me to be,

Or who you think I am.

~Priyavarshni~